The Whistles

It's been fun
It's been exciting
It's been terrifying
It's been boring

They line up, waiting
Waiting for the whistles,
The whistles that tell them
Tell them to keep strong
Keep strong and fight on

'Sir… I'm scared'
One man says to his superior
'I know. I am too'
The idol says honestly
They know it's too late

Quaking in their boots
And trembling with their guns
They know they shall die

The fear that rips through them
Rips like the bullets that will
Do the same
Gulping, shivering, crying
Sobbing
Weeping
For their lost years
Their lost loves and families
Their lost lives

The whistles pierce the daunting silence and everyone shouts
At last, they go over the top